The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Chapter 200

For real?

He’s actually going to give her a ride home?

Was he pulling her leg?

Did he even know where she lived? Chapter 199

At that moment, another woman waiting for her ride, dazzlingly beautiful with stunning makeup and a killer body, saw the luxury car

Her face lit up at the sight of the luxury car and she enthusiastically approached it.

Just then, the window of the black car rolled down to reveal a handsome and suave man

He was not just handsome, he also looked incredibly distinguished.

Any woman would be smitten by his good looks.

The beautiful woman instantly flashed a smile, approached the car, and sweetly said, “Handsome, are you up for a date? I can hop into your car right now”

And, she intentionally flaunted her body, which she believed to be attractive

Lysander Sinclait, unimpressed, coldly said, “Scram

The woman’s cheap perfume was so overpowering that it gave him a headache.

Shock replaced the smile on the beautiful woman’s face, and she stepped back with disappointment and helplessness.

She then saw the man’s deep gaze fixed on a plain–looking woman behind her, who was busy devouring an ice cream. And then he called out, “Thalassa, come here!”

The beautiful woman was seething with jealousy. How could this ordinary, country bumpkin catch the eye of such an outstanding man?

Thalassa, hearing her name, looked around in surprise and saw Lysander in his car, one hand on the wheel, the other resting on the window, looking dashing and elegant in the setting sun, almost radiant.

Was it Lysander who had called her?

Thalassa blinked, initially hesitant, but eventually found herself walking toward him. “Mr. Sinclair, did you call me?”

holding her ice cream, which made her look rather goofy against Lysander’s

the ice cream, which landed smack on the face of the beautiful

The woman

hurriedly rushed over, pulling out tissues and frantically wiping the woman’s

frantic wiping, the woman’s makeup smeared all

woman shrieked and pushed Thalassa away,

crying, feeling

smudged, eyeliner smeared all around her eyes, and foundation clumped and flaked off, making

together, endlessly

country bumpkin!” The woman huffed angrily and stomped off in her high heels, both furious and

aback. Was the woman referring to her as a

as Thalassa accidentally smeared ice cream all over the woman’s face, exposing her

tugged at the Corner of his

woman was indeed interesting, compared to the perfect, well–mannered ladies

walked over to

slightly rough, but warm. As soon as he grabbed Thalassa’s hand,

sensation took her by surprise, causing her

of his grip, and Lysander held on tighter, leading her towards the car.

though. How on earth would she let him drive

those four rugrats in her house, she’s going to be in

squirming to free her Hand from his, flustered, and said, “No need, Mr. Sinclair, I can manage on

Lysander had already opened the car door and

words were chilly and left no

car door, got back behind the wheel, and

moment, across the road, her coworker Daryl

departing black Rolls–Royce in disbelief. “Did you see that? That was our CEO

license plate and nodded, “Indeed, that’s our CEO’s

getting more excited. “Our CEO just led Thalassa into his car personally. Could it

morning, on Daryl’s first day at work, she saw Sinclair’s gaze wander their way when she was standing aside to welcome him. She thought

who

could it be that Mr. Sinclair was

twitched, but she